The big boy was afraid that his earlier action of knocking down the castle had scared the two children, so he took them to an ice cream shop nearby to buy ice cream to comfort them.
The three sat at a table under a large umbrella, Little Taotie eating a chocolate cone, Hua Jinyan drinking coconut juice, both eyes fixed on the big boy, waiting for him to speak.
The big boy's face was red, thinking he was a bit ridiculous, actually confiding his thoughts to two seven or eight-year-old kids.
"Why can't you find a job?" Little Taotie didn't quite understand.
"It's not that I can't find one, just not the right one. The housing here is expensive. I have to find an internship with relatively high pay that will allow me to cover rent and still have some living expenses left."
"Then why don't you apply—" Little Taotie pondered and knocked her head: "Oh right, you're not my fan yet, so you can't apply."
